Carved

Our humanity hungers and we are never satisfied.....

Carved, 

hollowed, 

open to more, 

more of love, 

more of life, 

more present, 

more future, 

more chatter, 

more quiet, 

more peace, 

more fun, 

more money, 

more sleep,

and more time.  

All this hunger, 

a fire burns never satisfied, 

an eye always longing, 

will I be consumed as I consume? 

Freedom from want, 

freedom from desire's grasp, 

free me from need of this life, 

yet still this life is wonderful, 

oh what a contradiction of turbulent currents, 

an agitated heart, 

sleeplessly looking for rest. 

Maybe truly only the dead become peace's companions, 

I refuse this thought, 

no, there is hope in this life, 

there is hope for love, 

hope for friendship true, 

a connection of soul, 

a connection of heart, 

a connection of mind, 

I will find it...... 

Author's Note

I am hungry and nothing looks good....

Reviews

[Lena]

Amazing poem! Please keep writing

[Dave W.]

You are to kind

[Tumi]

hungry foe everything, real good, you've capture the complexity of life well

[Dave W.]

Thank you Tumi, I hope you have a great day.